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Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of Naples: he does hear me ;
And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples;
Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.
Alack, for mercy!

Mira.

Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
And have no vigour in them.
Fer.

So they are:

My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of My father's loss, the weakness which I feel,
Milan

And his brave son, being twain.
The duke of Milan,
Pro.
And his more braver daughter, could control thee,
If now it were fit to do 't. At the first sight

[Aside.

This

They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good sir;
I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently?
Is the third man that ere I saw; the first
That ere I sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclin'd my way!
O, if a virgin,

Fer.

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats,
To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prison, once a day,
Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I in such a prison.

It works:-Come on.-
Follow me.-

Pro.
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel

[To Ferd. and Mira. [To Ariel. Be of comfort,

Hark, what thou else shalt do me.
Mira.

My father's of a better nature, sir, Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Which now came from him. Pro. Thou shalt be as free As mountain winds: but then exactly do Soft, sir; one word more.-All points of my command. Ari. To the syllable. They are both in either's powers: but this swift Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. [Exeunt. business

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.
Pro.

I must uneasy make, lest too light winning [Aside.
Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge

thec,

That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not: and hast put thyself
Upon this island, as a spy, to win it

From me, the lord on't.

Fer.

No, as I am a man.

Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such

temple:

If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

a

Pro,
Follow me.-
[To Ferd.
Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come,
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks,
Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.

No;

[He draws.

O dear father,
Mira.
Make not too rash a trial of him, for
He's gentle, and not fearful.2

Pro.
What, I say,
My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor;
Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy

conscience

Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;3
For I can here disarm thee with this stick,
And make thy weapon drop.

Mira.

Beseech you, father!!
Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
Mira.

I'll be his surety.

Sir, have pity;
Silence: one word more

Pro.
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What!
An advocate for an impostor? hush!

Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he,
Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench!
To the most of men this is a Caliban,

And they to him are angels.

Mira.

My affections

Are then most humble; I have no ambition

To see a goodlier man.

ACT II.

SCENE I-Another part of the island. Enter
Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian,
Francisco, and others.

Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have

cause

(So have we all) of joy; for our escape
is much beyond our loss: our hint of wo
Is common; every day, some sailor's wife,
The masters of some merchant, and the merchant,
Have just our theme of wo: but for the miracle,
I mean our preservation, few in millions
Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh
Our sorrow with our comfort.
Pr'ythee, peace.

Alon.
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge.
Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so.
Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit;
by and by it will strike.

Seb. The old cock.

Ant. The cockrel.

Seb. Done: the wager?

Ant. A laughter.

Seb. A match.

dr. Though this island seem to be desert,

Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, against

Ant. So, you've pay'd.

Seb. Yet,

Air. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,-The stomach of my sense: 'would I had never

Adr. Yet

Ant. He could not miss it.

delicate temperance.'

Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.

Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered.

Married my daughter there! for, coming thence,
My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too,
Who is so far from Italy remov'd,

Fran.

Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir
Of Napics and of Milan, what strange ish
Hath made his meal on thee!
Sir, he may live;
I saw him beat the surges under him,
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted
The surge most swoin that met him: his bold
head

Alr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.
Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.
Ant. True; save means to live.

Seb. Of that there's none, or little.

'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd green!

Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

Seb. With an eve of green in't.

Ant. He misses not much.

Sch. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.

As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt,
He came alive to land.

Alon.

No, no, he's gone. Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss;

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, al-That would not bless our Europe with your daughmost beyond credit-)

Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than stain'd with salt water.

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say, He lies?

Seb. Av, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, at the marrare of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king of Tunis.

Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper

well in our return.

Ant. Why, in good time.

Ant. And most chirurgeonly.
Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
When you are cloudy.

Seb.

Foul weather?
Ant.
Very foul.
Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord,-
Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed.
Seb.
Or docks, or mallows.
Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do?
Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine.
Gon. I' the commonwealth I would by contraries
Execute all things: for no kind of traffic
Would I admit; no name of magistrate;
Letters should not be known; no use of service,
Of riches or of poverty; no contracts,
Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none,
No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil:'
No occupation; all men idle, all;
And women too; but innocent and pure:
No sovereignty:-
Seb.
And yet he would be king on't,
Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth for-

Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. Ant. 0, widow Dido; av, widow Dido. Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning. day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.a Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage?

(1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour.

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TEMPEST.

Seb.

Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art waking.
Of its own kind, all foizon,1 all abundance,
To feed my innocent people.

Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects?
Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves.
Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir,
To excel the golden age.

Seb.

'Save his majesty!

Ant. Long live Gonzalo!
Gon.

Thou dost snore distinctly;
There's meaning in thy snores.

Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you
Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,
Trebles thee o'er.

Seb.

Well; I am standing water.
Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.
Seb.

Do so:

to ebb,

And, do you mark me, sir?-Hereditary sloth instructs me.
Ant.

0,

Alon. Pr'ythee, no more: Thou dost talk noIf you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, thing to me. Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, By their own fear, or sloth. use to laugh at nothing. Seb. Pr'ythee, say on: The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, Which throes thee much to yield.

Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh at nothing still.

Ant. What a blow was there given: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing.

Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music. Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy?

Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant.
". What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes
d, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I
find,
They are inclined to do so.

Seb.
Please you, sir,
Do not omit the heavy offer of it:
It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
It is a comforter.

We two, my lord,

Ant.
Will guard your person, while you take your rest,
And watch your safety.
Alon.

Ant.
Thus, sir:
Although this lord of weak remembrance, this
(Who shall be of as little memory,
When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded
(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible
That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims.
Seb. I have no hope
That he's undrown'd.

Ant.

O, out of that no hope,
What great hope have you! no hope, that way,
Another way so high a hope, that even
Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,
But doubts discovery there.

me,
That Ferdinand is drown'd?
Seb.
Ant.

is

Will you grant, with

He's gone.

Then, tell me,

Claribel.

Who's the next heir of Naples? Seb. Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from. Naples Can have no note, unless the sun were post, (The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Be rough and razorable: she, from whom We were all sea-swallowed, though some cast again; And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, In yours and my discharge. Seb. What stuff is this?-How say you? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions There is some space. A space whose every cubit Ant. Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Measure us back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian?-O, what might?-No more:-And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face, That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and

Thank you: wondrous heavy.
[Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel.
Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them!
Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.
Seb.
Why
Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not
Myself dispos'd to sleep.

Ant.
Nor I; my spirits are nimble.
They fell together all, as by consent;

For my poor son.

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king!
[They wake,
Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you
drawn?

Wherefore this ghastly looking?
Gon.
What's the matter?
Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose,
Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing
Lik bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you?
It struck mine ear most terribly.
Alon.
I heard nothing.
Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's car;
To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar
Of a whole herd of lions.

Alon.
Heard you this, Gonzalo?|
Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum-

ming,
And that a strange one too, which did awake me:
Ishak'd you, sir, and ery'd; as mine eyes open'd,
1 saw their weapons drawn:-there was a noise,
That's verity: 'best stand upon our guard;
Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons.
Hon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur-
ther search

Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
For he is, sure, i' the island.
Lead away.

Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have [Aside. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of thunder heard.

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him

By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark,
Out of my way, unless he bid them; but
For every trifle are they set upon me:
Sometimes like apes, that moe3 and chatter at me,
And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss me into madness:-Lo! now! lo!

She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang.
This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort.
[Drinks.

Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afcard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four lees, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!

I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors
heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of
the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I
was cast a-shore.

Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy
True subject; for the liquor is not earthly.
Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst.
Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can
swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that art made like a goose.

Trin. O'Stephano, hast any more of this? Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf? How does thine ague?

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four
legs; who hath goi, as I take it, an ague: where
the devil should he learn our language? I will give
him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can reco-man in the moon, when time was.
ver him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with
him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod
on neat's leather.

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven?
Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the

Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee;
My mistress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush.
Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will
furnish it anon with new contents: swear.
Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow

Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after monster:-I afeard of him?-a very weak monster: the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have-The man i' the moon?- a most poor credulous never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster:-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly.

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt
Anon, I know it by thy trembling:
Now Prosper works upon thee.

Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat; open your mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again.

Trin. I should know that voice: it should be— but he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me!

Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island. And kiss thy foot: I pr'yihee, be my god.

Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject.

Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy headed monster: a most scurvy monster! I could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Come, kiss.

Trin. but that the poor monster's in drink: an abominable monster!

Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;

Stc. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bot-l'il bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, tle will recover him, I will help his ague: come, Thou wondrous man.

Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth.

Trin. Stephano,

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.

Trin. Stephano!-if thou beest Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;-be not afeard,-thy good friend Trinculo.

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's lers, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinculos?

Trin. A nost ridiculous monster; to make a wonder of a poor drunkard.

Cal. I pr'ythee, let ne bring thee where crabs

Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here.Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunder- Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill stroke-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I him by and by again. hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites.
That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor:
I will kneel to him.

Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither! swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither.

(1) India. (2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls.

Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell.

[Sings drunkenly.
Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster.
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish;
Nor fetch in firing

At requiring,

Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish ;
'Ban, 'Ban, Ca-Caliban,

Has a new master-Get a new man.

Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom, hey-day, freedom!

Ste. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt.